(BL)(MTL) After the full-level boss strayed into the infinite game

Chapter 55

Chapter 55 The House of Red Apple 10 Let's see it during the day (page 1/2)

There was the rattling of bottles and jars and the smashing of metal, and Bailixin was still lying on the iron door listening to the corner, when he heard footsteps coming towards this side in a hurry from inside the door.

Bai Lixin immediately pulled Ti Jia to hide aside, pretending to pass by.

It was a man who opened the door. He looked quite upright, but now he had fierce eyes. He was wearing a black vest, and the muscles under the vest were stretched.

The man obviously didn't expect that there would be someone in the corridor, and the hand that opened the door with force paused.

Seeing Bai Lixin looking at him, he glared hard at the two of them, and shouted, "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a couple quarreling?" Then he took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and walked to the black paint. The painted corridors were smoked.

He walked two steps, suddenly staggered two steps, and cursed even more, "Fuck, which dog with no eyes has brought shit here, bad luck!"

The dim incandescent lights above his head flickered even faster.

Bai Lixin looked inside through the open iron door, and saw a woman inside who was squatting on the ground silently packing her things, and suddenly burst into tears with her head in her arms.

In the bedroom at the back of the room, a small head poked out. A little girl about six or seven years old with two braids stuck out her head. Her timid eyes secretly looked at the messy hall.

Seeing the woman crying, the little girl hesitated for two seconds, then walked over in her slippers, "Mom, don't cry."

The crying woman suddenly raised her head, grabbing the girl's arm with both hands and shaking it vigorously, "It's all your fault, if it wasn't for your oil bottle... woo woo woo."

While the woman was shaking vigorously, the girl was pushed to the ground, and her hand was stuck in the broken beer bottle, and blood flowed all over the floor immediately.

The girl lost her voice because of the pain. Accompanied by a sharp cry, the woman suddenly turned her head and looked outside the iron gate, revealing her face hidden in her hair to Bai Lixin and the others.

Without any precautions in his heart, Bailixin's breathing suddenly stopped, and he subconsciously grabbed Di Jia's hand.

It was a face drawn in crayon, the badly drawn kind.

A face was painted with a khaki base, and the painters were not serious about it, with different shades of color, and the whole yellow face looked dirty.

Above the yellow face, the eyes had been drawn in circles with a crayon, there was no nose, and the blood-red mouth was now a downward curving bracket.

Looking at such a face, no matter how weird it is, the ghosts upstairs look cuter than her.

The ghosts upstairs are ugly at best, but the face of the woman in front of her is not ugly, but reveals a strange sense of despair.

The woman tilted her head and stared at them with two crayon black eyes that couldn't be seen.

When Bai Lixin was still not sure whether this woman was the female ghost, the woman's downward bracketed lips were pursed into the shape of "—", and she slowly pushed open the iron door regardless of the little girl who was crying alone. , moved in front of them.